There are plagues, and there are victims, and it's the duty of good men not to join forces with the plagues.
I don't want to be normal. I want to be something else.
Expose yourself to as much randomness as possible.
Expose yourself to as much as possible. Attend conferences no one else is attending. Read books no one else is reading. Talk to people no one else is talking to.
I'm just the smallest dot in a big map of human history.
I to the We means that both the individual's effort and the power of the network matter, and they work in tandem. Someone with no skill won't get very far, no matter how strong the network. Similarly, someone with lots of skill but a weak network won't realize his or her fullest potential. So, you need both.
The internet tends to make smart people smarter and dumb people dumber.
Everything can be taken from you in a second, but the human spirit is so strong. War can teach you so much about evil, and so much about good.
Oh, love. Love is best of all. There is no such total element, not even pain. Who has ever loved, knows this. I need not say more.
Mystics are all a bit funny in the head anyway," the priest added cynically, "which is why the church locks them all up in mental hospitals and euphemistically calls these institutions monasteries.
You may well ask how I expect to assert my privacy by resorting to the outrageous publicity of being one's actual self on paper. There's a possibility of it working if one chooses the terms, to wit: outshouting image-gimmick America through a quietly desperate search for self.